Sunday, December 16, 2012

Data

Can't sleep so I might as well post this. Today I heard a song that took me straight back to this time in 2005 when my cat Data was very ill. He was fifteen years old, had bladder cancer and a number of other ailments, and he died in the beginning of January. He lived with me from the day he was born. I still love him and miss him.

9 Comments:

Richard said...

Good morning Crystal, what a handsome cat. I like the markings on his face. Was Data considered a tuxedo cat? He reminds me of Rocky who, except for being overly fond of birds, is a fine companion. You should ask Santa for a kitty, you have a rare affection and empathy for animals which shouldn't go unrequited.

I hesitate to claim ownership, we discovered him as a kitten chasing lizards on a pile of rocks near our house. He invited himself in one day and never left. Its been about five years so I guess he decided we're okay : )_